Tang Yu had gone to many dog-blood novels to act as cannon fodder, originally thinking he could successfully retreat after completing his mission. Unexpectedly, his next task was to return to those...
He held the menu in one hand and recited to himself: "Boiled white fungus, fried prawns, sautéed salmon fillet, roasted winter bamboo shoots, roasted shredded abalone, five-spice chicken, steamed yam..."
The young attendant was so focused on his muttering that he didn't even notice a dark shadow standing in front of him. However, he still subconsciously walked around the dark shadow, wanting to quickly get to the imperial kitchen to tell those people to start preparing.
Otherwise, by the time Your Majesty has his meal, some of the dishes that require complicated preparations will not be ready in time.
But just as he got around the shadow, the figure moved and stood in front of him again.
Young attendant: "..."
Is he being too approachable lately?
Ha! If I don’t get angry, you think I’m a sick cat!
The young attendant could no longer bear it and looked up at the black shadow blocking his way with sharp eyes, opening his mouth to curse:
"you……"
Wait! That's the Regent!
The young official was startled and forgot the curse words he had just said. Instead, he immediately remembered the instructions given by His Majesty, so he immediately changed the subject:
"…His Highness, the Regent Prince, I am about to go to the Imperial Kitchen. If Your Highness does not give me any instructions, I will take my leave."
"Wait," Huo Cenji finally spoke, his voice a little low and hoarse: "Are you going to prepare a meal for His Majesty?"
"Yes." The young attendant thought to himself that you are asking this question even though you already know the answer. He is someone close to His Majesty, so naturally everything he does is for His Majesty.
Huo Cenji's heart moved slightly, but he didn't say anything more. He nodded and took a step to the side:
"Go ahead."
Although the young attendant felt very puzzled, he did not want to waste any more time here, so he bowed and was about to leave. But as he took a step forward, he heard the regent who was known for his decisiveness say hesitantly:
"Wait... Let them prepare another dish of Eight Treasure Duck."
"Your Majesty used to like eating this."
"Yes, Your Highness." After the young attendant replied, he ran away without a trace.
The young attendant didn't stop until he had run a long way in one breath. He twisted the corner of his clothes with a sour expression: "Only you know, only you know..."
He also knew that His Majesty liked to eat Eight Treasure Duck!
It's just that he forgot today!
Huo Cenji put his hands behind his back, lowered his eyes and thought.
Tang Yu had just said it casually, but he couldn't help but come over and instruct the young servant beside Tang Yu to prepare an eight-treasure duck. Was he... too easily led by Tang Yu's words?
But Tang Yu has just returned to the palace, so why should we be too harsh on him?
What's more... Tang Yu has really become much lighter.
If this continues, Huo Cenji closed his eyes and didn't want to think about it anymore.
He hated it, but he also didn't want to see Tang Yu die like this.
Then after a moment of silence——
"nineteen!"
As Huo Cenji's low voice fell, a dark shadow immediately fell in front of him.
The figure of the black shadow was similar to Seventeen. He knelt on one knee and saluted Huo Cenji before respectfully asking:
"What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Where is Zhao Yuanqi being held now?" Huo Cenji casually turned the jade ring on his hand, his voice much colder than before.
That day he was anxious to bring Tang Yu back to the palace, so he simply gave a few instructions to his subordinates, asking them to bring Zhao Yuanqi back and detain him.
But later, Tang Yu did not wake up for a long time, so he couldn't help but pay more attention to Tang Yu. As for Zhao Yunqi... as long as he was locked up, it didn't matter.
But when he met the people around Tang Yu, he just remembered——
Who is responsible for Tang Yu becoming like this now?
It was time for him to pry Zhao Yuanqi's mouth and see why this man was so bold as to do such a stupid thing as to hold the current emperor hostage!
"Zhao Yuanqi is now imprisoned in the prison." Nineteen quickly answered Huo Cenji's question, and then, not knowing what he thought of, he carefully told Huo Cenji:
"Seventeen went to His Majesty again and said he wanted to make amends."
Although this sounds feasible, after all, His Highness did not give the order personally, so it would be a bit reckless for Seventeen to rush forward.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, His Highness not only did not reprimand Seventeen for not following orders, but instead nodded approvingly:
"Then let him go."
It's always good to have more people watching over Tang Yu.
Then Nineteen led Huo Cenji all the way to the prison.
The dim light was no different from that day in the tunnel. The further in, the more one could smell a damp, rotten odor.
Huo Cenji's footsteps suddenly paused, and he asked casually:
"He wasn't tortured?"
"Without your Highness's order, the servants simply imprisoned him and did nothing else."
Huo Cenji said "hmm", then raised his foot and walked forward.
In fact, I asked this just now because I remembered that Zhao Yuanqi also had a thin physique. If those people tortured him without knowing the severity of the torture, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get anything out of him.
Besides——
Using that method against Zhao Yuanqi is really a bad idea.
As a colleague who once worked with Zhao Yuanqi in the Hanlin Academy, he certainly knew Zhao Yuanqi's temper very well.
However, it is somewhat surprising that we meet in this way today.
When the jailer saw Huo Cenji coming, he quickly opened the chains, pushed open the door, and stood guard respectfully to the side.
Huo Cenji bent down slightly and stepped in. He looked around before his gaze stopped on Zhao Yuanqi.
Zhao Yuanqi's clothes had become a little dusty after the fight in the tunnel that day. The sight of him sitting on the straw mat with his legs stretched out really surprised Huo Cenji.
Even with his eyes closed, Zhao Yuanqi could feel a gaze falling on him, so he slowly opened his eyes. As he expected, the person standing in front of him who looked like a decent person was none other than Huo Cenji.
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